The next day, I woke up feeling determined to talk to Ace. The day before was wonderful, but I had to make today count.

 

I pulled on comfortable clothes after my shower and let my hair loose, since Ace liked it better that way.

 

With a pep in my step and a firm hand on my tummy, I made my way towards Ace's office. I knocked two times before pushing my way through, but unfortunately, he wasn't there.

 

Deciding to wait in there, I sat on his chair around his desk and really took my time to appreciate every detail of his office.

 

My eyes caught something on his desk, and I reluctantly retrieved the file that was opened. It was a monthly report of a woman's condition. I knew, because it was written in bold at the top of the paper.

 

MONTHLY REPORT OF JENNA WILSON.

 

As if right on cue, Ace walked in. He looked slightly surprised by my presence, but he didn't look annoyed or upset.

 

"You're up early" He said as he gave me my good morning kiss.

 

"Yea I wanted to see you"

 

His eyes flickered between me and the file that I was still holding, and I saw a small smile playing on his lips, but it was kinda sad. "I see you've found my mother's file"

 

my head as he said that, and I stared at the picture and name

 

on his desk in front of me. Of course! How didn't I see that? They had a

 

might be touchy for him so I didn't want to push it. But of course, Ace was more open with me than I

 

always had a mental condition, but it was easily treated by her meds. But after dad died,

 

I tried to sound enthusiastic as I read over the file. He offered me

 

from this mystery best friend that makes her feel comfortable. I'm

 

happy at that. "I'd

 

actually planning on visiting her today. You can

 

was 8:30 a.m . For some reason I really wanted

 

go ahead? I promise I will

 

not? I'll let Ryan take you to

 

I didn't know why I was so happy, but I felt like I knew his mom all my life. With one last kiss, I met Ryan who

 

a mental note to definitely tell Ace about the mission later on, but for now I

 

nurse that greeted us led the way

 

until my four months were over. But once

 

settled in the visitors' lounge comfy on a sofa. I patiently waited for the nurse to bring Jenna out, and when she did, I

 

picture, but she looked happy and glowing like an eight year old girl. Her hair was full and dark, not

 

Her walk was tall and confident, and she didn't even wear those depressing pale gowns that

 

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